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I walked into the school's front hall. I heard cries of 'Hey, are you ok,' and 'Whoa, she's back,' all around me. People. It's just a bandage. That has a huge red spot on it. Actually, it's my ribbon. But not my favorite anymore; like I said, it has a big red spot on it. I wouldn't let that thing even touch my hair now. Ew. Well, I've been in the hospital for a week, and I've probably missed a lot of things. So I BETTER PAY ATTENTION!
"Hey Sakura." A raven haired boy said to me. SASUKE!!! He cares about me!
"Hi Sasuke-kun!" I grinned. HE IS SO MY ADMIRER! If he isn't mine, I'm his.
"So, feeling better?" He asked looking into my eyes.
"Yeah…" Ah, his eyes are so…so…dreamy…OMG I'M TURNING INTO THOSE MUSHY TYPES! SAKURA STOP THINKING THOSE THOUGHTS THAT YOU JUST THOUGHT IN YOUR THOUGHTS! Wait, the hell did I just say? Ugh, I AM some kind of crazy lunatic.
"Uh, Sakura?" Sasuke smirked. UH OH, HE SMIRKED!
"What Sasuke?"
"Your crazy fan club is coming." I have a crazy fan club? That means I'm cool!
"SAKURA! MY CHERRY BLOSSOM OF YOUTH!"
Oh no.
"HEY SAKURA-CHAN! I'M REAL GLAD YOU'RE BETTER!
Oh please, no.
"SAKURA!" They both yelled as they glomped me.
"GET OFF ME!"
"But Sakura-Chan, we're just happy that you're back."
"Yes, that is why we are hugging you. Have you been cherishing your youth during the week you were at the hospital?"
"…"
"Heh, see ya Sakura," Sasuke said to me.
"Bye…" But in my mind I was thinking: NO DON'T LEAVE ME SASUKE-KUN! I NEED HELP GETTING AWAY FROM THESE TWO! SAAAASUKE-KUUUUUN!
I know. I'm emotional (A/N: -cough-INNERSAKURA-cough-)
"YOUTHFUL CHERRY BLOSSOM! WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE FOR HOMEROOM! COME; LET ME ESCORT YOU TO YOUR HOMEROOM!" Lee practically yelled.
DAMN IT, I AM LATE! KAKASHI SENSEI WILL THINK I'M A SLACKER!
"No, Sakura-chan, we're in the same homeroom so follow me."
"YOU WIN THIS ROUND YOUTHFUL OPPONENT!"
"…Naruto, let's just go."
"HAI!"
As I entered the room, no one was in it. The lights were turned off and it was dead silent. Then, in my face, Naruto yelled, "SURPRISE!!!" WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR? WAS I JUST PUNK'D?? But then everyone else jumped out and yelled, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAKURA!" as loud as they could. Oh. My. God. I forgot today was my birthday! March 28. How pathetic of me. I bet my parents are planning like crazy a birthday party for me. I can't wait! Then I looked around. They were waiting for me to say something.
"Uh, thanks for doing this," I told them.
They all smiled (except Sasuke; he smirked) and went to their seats. I went to my seat to find another envelope. This time it said:
Dear Sakura-Chan,
I'm glad you're better.
Happy Birthday,
Your Secret Admirer.
Another note! They get shorter every time…
Suddenly, Kakashi-sensei walked up to me and dropped a pile of papers on my desk.
"Uh, sensei, what is this?"
"It's your homework."
HOLY CRAP! My mouth fell to the ground. It'll take me at least a week to finish this…duh; it was homework for the WEEK. But now I have to do homework for 2 weeks. AAAAAARGH! Why is it always me???
"Oh yeah, Sakura, you have to do the science project too." Kakashi informed me.
DAMN IT! THERE GOES…A MONTH…
"But don't worry; your friends will help you."
PFFT, they'd rather play in mud then tutor me! They're nice and smart and everything but when you ask them to help you with homework…well I'll just say, most of the time we end up in a mall.
For homeroom, we played a team building game. Yeah. In high school. We had to all write the same phrase and put them into a hat. How CHEESY! A TOP HAT!
Anyway, we each pick a piece of paper and we have to figure out whose handwriting it is. So I took out a slip of paper, (We all had to write: 'For my essay, I had to write a five page summary on how to make a violin.' I know, it's really weird, I mean, who would write five pages on how to make a violin? HA!) and the handwriting was kind of neat, a bit slanted, as if the writer was in a hurry. Hmm…Who's neat and always in a hurry? Kiba Inuzuka? YEAH, THAT HIS HAND WRITING! So we had two minutes to think about who wrote it. After the two minutes, I got up and started to Kiba. Wait a second. KIBA IS IN KURNAI-SENSEI'S CLASS! HOW COULD I NOT REMEMBER THAT?? I SWEAR, EVERYDAY I'M GETTING STUPIDER!
Ok, if it isn't Kiba, who is it…IT'S SASUKE'S! I turned towards Sasuke's direction but was almost trampled by the Sasuke Fan Club. They were all yelling, "I HAVE YOUR PIECE OF PAPER!" One girl's paper was facing me so I examined it closely. WTF?? The 'Is' had hearts for a dot! SASUKE WOULDN'T WRITE LIKE THAT! They just want to crowd Sasuke. So pathetic.
Finally Sasuke pushed them all back. "None of them are mine. So LEAVE ME ALONE, DAMMIT!"
The fan club sadly walked away from him, disappointed. I walked over to Sasuke and asked, "Is this your handwriting?"
"Um…yeah it is. Is this yours?" He showed me his piece of paper. HELL YEAH IT WAS!
"Yeah, that's mine." So we traded papers while I blushed. This wasn't a coincidence… its fate. I'm starting to sound like Neji Hyuuga. But I think it is fate. Why else would he have saved me that other day? And why else would he stand up for me? Face it Sasuke. You like me Sasuke. Just admit it.
"Ok, everyone find whose handwriting it is?" Kakashi-sensei asked.
"Yeah!" everyone yelled.
"Good, because they're going to be your partner for the science project."
OH MY GOD SASUKE-KUN IS MY PARTNER??? IT'S A DREAM COME TRUE!
Some students groaned, others cheered. After all, we were stuck with our partner for three weeks. I wouldn't say stuck though…
"Now, you have to sit by your partner for three weeks too.
NEW SEATS TOO??? This team building game is like, the best.
So everyone stood up and sat next to their partners, again, some with grins some with frowns. I had a grin obviously. As for Sasuke…I'm not sure. It's a smirk/frown.
"Ok, Sakura, since we're stuck together for three weeks, and this project involves going to each other's houses to finish so you might as well tell me your address and I'll tell you mine."
WE GET TO GO TO EACH OTHER'S HOUSES??? THIS SCIENCE PROJECT IS AWESOME!
"Well, I live on 455 Ichigo Ave," (A/N: ALL ADDRESES ARE COMPLETELY MADE UP) I told him.
"Ok, I live on 334 Konoha Rd." Wow! That's really close!
"Hold on…3-3-4…Kono-ha Rd. Ok, I wrote it down!"
"Look, Kakashi is getting close to us. We better get ready to pick a topic."
"Right."
As I put my hand into the hat (yes, the cheesy hat again…) and drew out, Does the kind of liquid affect a plant's growth? WTF? THAT'S AN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL TOPIC! But then Sasuke reached his hand and took out a piece of paper that had, how does the temperature of the liquid affect a plant's growth …Duh! We have to combine those two elementary school projects into one big high school project! The way these teachers think…
"Ok, most of you might have guessed all ready, but you have to combine the projects together to make one big LOOONG project," Sensei told us.
Everyone groaned. Three weeks isn't enough! "Ok, Sakura, since we're stuck together for three weeks, and this project involves going to each other's houses to finish so you might as well tell me your address and I'll tell you mine." …NO DUH! I'M SUCH AN IDIOT! WE HAVE TO GO TO EACH OTHER'S HOUSES TO FINISH. I really AM getting dumber everyday…
RIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!! The bell startled me. I've been here for half a year already and I still get startled by the bell. I'm such a weenie. I mean seriously, who uses the word weenie?
I walked out of homeroom and gathered my chemistry things from my locker. I sighed and turned towards the chemistry room. Another period of Ms. Kurenai yelling at me… I think she hates me…
"Ok students, take a seat- oh Sakura are you feeling better?" Ms. Kurenai asked.
"Yeah, a little bit."
"I don't think you can do this experiment today because blood makes it go wrong. You'd better sit out and watch or do some other things."
"Hai, Ms. Kurenai."
THIS IS GREAT! I DON'T HAVE TO DO IT! I should cut myself more often. It has many advantages.
As I watched the class mix some kind of blue liquid into a red liquid (making it turn into orange liquid for some reason) I realized this was a good time to finish (maybe not finish, start is probably a better word) my homework. I took out a piece of paper from the uber big pile of homework and it turned out to be an essay helper. NOOOOOOOO! WE HAD TO WRITE AN ESSAY LAST WEEK??? I hate my life. (HOLY CRAP I'M TURNING EMO!)
Ok, I think I'll do the essay later. This time I picked out a page with math symbols on it. Phew, this one is just notes. I read it two times then put it into a different pile: Finished. There! One down, a hundred left to go!
I took out another piece of paper and it was just notes too! Maybe most of the papers in here are just notes. But then again, in one week, we couldn't have learned this much. Damn it. I read that page and put it into the finished pile like that last piece of paper.
I took out another piece of paper and it was a math review sheet! I knew how to do everything on the sheet so I finished it in five minutes. I put that also into the finished pile and took out another piece of paper. It was about math I didn't know, so I took out that note sheet that I put in the finished pile and reread it again. Yup, that was what it was about, so in 10 minutes I finished that work sheet.
So, yeah, this continued on until class ended. In the end, I still had about 70 more pages to do. And they were all the hard worksheets. At least I shortened the pile to 6 days instead of a week. Ok, next is…music. (A/N: Their schedule changes a lot. Why? Because I'm the writer, that's why ;) ) I ran over to my locker and panicked. I was right. I FORGOT MY FLUTE AGAIN! I'M SUCH AN IDIOT!
I walked into the music room, stepping in slowly until the music teacher said, "Sakura! You poor thing, are you all right?"
"Yeah, but my arm kind of hurts," I told her.
"I see you don't have your flute with you today." Oh no, here it comes…
"Because your arm hurts too much to play your flute?"
"Um, yeah…" I said. YES! I HAVE AN EXCUSE!
"Ok then, just rest your arm for a while, ok?"
"Hai."
If only I brought my homework with me…oh well.
The class was playing the song Ode to Joy. It sure sounds better when you're listening and not playing. I watched Sasuke-kun play the cello (A/N: IF I WANT HIM TO PLAY THE CELLO, HE PLAYS IT!) and it sounded very nice. Sasuke-kun is so…so…perfect. I mean, he has good grades, he's (kind of) nice, is very athletic, and he can play music! What else can you ask for?
When music class ended, I met Ino, Hinata, Temari, and Tenten in study hall.
"Hey guys!" I greeted.
"Hi Sakura!"
"Hey Sakura!"
"H-hello Sakura."
"Hmm? Oh Hi Sakura!"
"How was music?" Ino asked.
"Boring. I couldn't play because I didn't have my flute."
"You must've gotten yelled at then," Temari guessed.
"That's the cool part! I didn't get into trouble! She thought I didn't bring it because my arm hurt too much to play!" I told them.
"You got off easy this time Sakura," Tenten said.
I nodded, but then realized Sasuke was approaching me. Hmm, I wonder why he would approach me like that.
"Sakura," he said when he was two feet away.
"Hmm?"
"Sakura…."
I'm going to leave you hanging here until I update:D Yes I know I'm evil/suspenseful. I'm not going to ask for ten review this time, but I'd appreciate it if you could review this story (if you haven't already). Also, in your review I want to know: Should this be a long story (10-15 ch) or a short story (6-10 ch)? Thanks! –Nekaii